💚Gelphie Fanart🩷from She Sees Through Her
Is it vain to draw stuff from my own fic? Nooooo😎
This is from Chapter Three: Thunder of She Sees Through Her! I wrote it so long ago now, but this moment always stood out to me 🥰
The storm, to Galinda’s genuine horror, was a relentless one. Even after she and Elphaba had retired for bed, rain was still lashing against the windows and thunder seemed to splinter the sky. She had buried herself under her blankets, trying to muffle the sounds, clutching Salmon to her chest. He was only a little thing, but she nuzzled his soft belly and attempted to save face in front of Elphaba, who was settling down for sleep in her little bed. It was bad enough that Galinda had exposed Salmon in the first place, let alone revealing her intense fear of -
‘ Eeeeek!’ she yelped, unable to stop herself as a particularly loud crack of thunder shuddered through the room. It had been a very long time since she’d experienced a storm this bad. Elphaba had ‘helpfully’ explained that the moist air caused by the surrounding rivers, plus the unusual warmth they’d been experiencing, was the perfect breeding ground for a devastating thunderstorm. And Galinda was not happy about it.
‘...You okay over there?’ came Elphaba’s voice through the darkness. Galinda nodded under the covers, but then realised Elphaba wouldn’t be able to see her.
‘Fine, yes, fine!’ she said. ‘I just - saw a bug on the bedside table.’
Galinda pressed her teddy closer to her, shutting her eyes. She wasn’t sure how she was expected to sleep under such conditions, but she had to at least try. She couldn’t afford another restless night, lest her eyebags grow eyebags. Unfortunately, the storm did not pass quickly. Lightning kept shooting across the room, casting strange shadows, and the rain bludgeoned the windows so hard, Galinda was genuinely worried about the integrity of the glass. Shiz was an old institution - could it withstand such an onslaught, or would it crumble?
When a particularly nasty rumble of thunder made Galinda cry out, she heard an additional, quieter thump from the opposite side of the room. Her breathing shallow, Galinda poked her head out from under the covers, and found a figure looming over her.
‘E-Elphaba!’ she shrieked. ‘What are you - why aren’t you in bed?’
‘Because I’m not going to get any sleep if you keep yelping like that,’ Elphaba said. She then had the audacity to click on Galinda’s bedside lamp, dousing the room in pink. ‘In fact, neither of us are. What’s got you so worked up?’
Galinda, who was seething, glowered at her with what she hoped was a terribly mean face. This was undercut by the penguin tucked under her chin, of course.
‘Nothing! I’m trying to sleep, which I can’t do if you’re leering over me like that.’
‘Look, being afraid of storms is nothing to be ashamed of,’ Elphaba said tiredly. ‘Nessa used to hate them as a child. I value my rest, Galinda, and I can’t get any if you’re freaking out.’
‘I am not - Oz!’ Galinda yelped, as another round of thunder echoed across the suite. The lights flickered, and she looked at Elphaba with a pout. ‘...In all fairness, that one was really, really loud.’
‘Is there anything I can do to help?’ Elphaba asked. Her face was strained, like she was holding back a laugh.
‘You can go back to bed and leave me -’
Galinda was cut off when a dull pop sounded throughout the suite, and the lamp went out.
‘Oh, has the bulb blown?’ she grumbled, as Elphaba went towards the door. She tried the light switch. Nothing happened. Galinda’s eyes strained through the darkness as she watched Elphaba stick her head out the door, and heard snatches of confused conversations from the other students who shared their corridor.
‘I think the power has gone out,’ Elphaba concluded, closing the door with a click. ‘That’s a bit of a pain. Do you have any matches?’
‘The - the power has gone?’ Galinda stammered, her blood running cold and completely ignoring Elphaba’s other question.
‘Yes. Not surprising in a storm like this one,’ Elphaba replied. She sounded a little nervous. ‘In fact, I think it’s closer to a hurricane, given the wind speeds and heavy rainfall. Though it’s a bit unusual for a hurricane to be accompanied by lightning, I must say, so -’
‘ - Elphaba, shut up!’ Galinda interrupted. ‘I don’t want a stupid Meteorology lesson! I - I want it to stop!’
‘Well I can’t do that, can I?’ Elphaba said, walking back to Galinda’s bed. ‘And unless you want to go and bother Madame Morrible at this hour, we’ve no choice but to ride it out and - wait, are you crying?’
‘N-No,’ Galinda sniffled, hastily wiping her eyes. She pressed her lips together, trying to stop her chin from quivering, but it was no use. Even in the low light, Elphaba could see the wetness on her cheeks.
This was drawn with markers & pencils! I took inspiration from the film, loosely, and my fave bit is either Galinda's little cuddly penguin, or Elphaba's (ugly yet charming) nightdress.
It's been amazing how Wicked reignited my love for writing and now drawing! Never saw it coming, honestly😅
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